I wake up. The young man sits, barely awake. "You can sleep now," I smile, "I'll keep watch."

He snaps awake. "What?" He asks, "oh, no, I'm alright."

"You need to rest," I reply, "gain your strength."

"Well," he replies, "maybe just for five minutes." He closes his eyes and he's out like light.

Hey, I have a question, what are you guys? Are you God? No, guess not, cause you'd be helping me. I know you're there, but what are you?

For some reason, a name pops into my head. "Pieces of Watt." So, you're bits of someone named Watt? Who's Watt? Then again, who cares. If you are, then whoever Watt is is probably not aware of my adventure, or my quest. My guess, they sorta represent you in physical form, but who is Watt?

You know what, who cares? They, aren't here to help me get stronger. I have to be stronger. No matter the cost. That monster must die!

Anyways, this other guy, before you ask, no, I'm not into him. I view him as a friend, but that's it. Deal with it. Anyways, I should train a little, wake myself up.

I grab the black soil and lift it up. I throw the chunk into the air and shatter it with my fist. Rubble rains down apon me, but I easily block even the pebbles with speed on par with the dead gods.

Two husks take notice. These are not normal husks however. They at the husks of gods. The god of light, and the god of darkness approach me, or what's left of them.

The god of light strikes first with a devine bolt. I deflect it, with ease, sending it right towards the other husk. It falls instantly. I then lunge, killing the other god.

Even the might of the gods is nothing now. I wait for my friend to wake up so I may continue, and in the meantime, I keep training.

By the way, that's nine...